Bobby was fucking her long, deep and continuous, about every other night.“Oh man!” sighed Paul. “Oh man,” he repeated. “I was so stupid to l...t her go!”“You got plans for tonight?” asked Bobby.“I can’t ask her out again,” said Paul, looking terrified. “She said she never wanted to see me again.”“Then she can eat somewhere else,” said Bobby. “I’m inviting you to dinner.”“Really?” Paul’s voice rose a complete octave. “Why?”“She’s miserable, Paul,” said Bobby. “She was a bear for weeks after you. The vendor started packing his stuff and we were just hanging there like drunkards. In my mind, I was hoping for him to disappear quickly because I so wanted to hug this hot lady beside me. Afterward, I discovered she was expecting the same.This guy kept pushing us to our limits and after 15 minutes, he went off with his stuff. Now it was just me and her inside this small roadside tea stall. I lit one more cig and told her we will share it this time. She readily agreed.After having my puff, I. When His nails werefinally dry I handed him my sheerest pair of Hanes pantyhose tellinghim that they would keep his legs warm for now. I taught him how topull them up smoothly without putting a run in them. Lastly, a dugthrough my dresser and found a pair of white satin ballet slippers thatstretched enough to fit his feet. Next, I led him to my lighted vanityso I could trim and shape his eyebrows. He winced and whined as Iplucked the long hairs to give him a distinctly feminine arc. . What if I offered her a drink? Another thought. I was pretty sure she had not tried alcohol before but she could now. After gathering some courage I asked her "Mama, aap kuch lengi?"["mama, would you take something?"] She turned towards me and with her trademark dry smile asked "Kya Kya hai?Coke, Iced Tea"["what do you have? coke, iced tea?"].I really did not have any soda but even if I had I would have said no. I wanted to see if she is going to try the alcohol."Nahi mama, coke to nahi hai..